Draupadi

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Burning in the holy fire
I wait for my turn to be called
The fire forms my body
But the soul remains unformed
Yearning for the unknown
That waits outside
Beyond the shield of vedic chants.
My brother is up there
Welcomed by thunderous claps
And blowing of conch shells.
I expect the same welcome
But the fire gets too much
I forget what’s outside
I just want to run
For the fire scorches my body
Turning me a dark shade of blue
And deciding my future
As the princess Krishna of Panchal.

  
About the author
Anisha Singh holds a Masters in English literature and is apoet, writer and blogger. She has published short stories and poems in different anthologies. She has loved reading since she learned her alphabets and believes that time spent reading is time spent in heaven. She has a desire to travel and when she can't travel she quenches the thirst by still more reading. Having a positive outlook to life she believes that no hurdle is unconquerable. Writing is a passion for her and she believes that her writing helps express her true self. Through her writing she wishes to question the labels that the world puts around indiscriminately on women and men. To read more of her writings visit her blog https://thebrokeninkpot.wordpress.com/
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